"I went to the allotment today, dear," Sarah revealed as her husband sat at the small dinner table. Sarah sat opposite and started to eat her dinner with her husband Allen. "Have the rabbits got to the vegetables yet?" "No not yet the small fence you put up has kept them at bay for the time being. They've devastated several other plots thought," Sarah wen...
I'd been going to the lap dancing club in a nearby city for about six months when the following true story happened. Having a job which allows me to make my own hours as long as my shop is manned by someone I can trust is great. It allows me to visit the club at least twice a week. Unfortunately, here in the u. k. the laws are a little bit staid, and while...
Tom was a quiet boy, he lived a normal life, went to work and met his friends in the pub at the weekends. But Tom had a secret, when alone (and often when not) he would fantasize about worshipping women's feet. Tom would search online for images, watch videos and lust after the feet he saw day to day, out on the street and in the office. Having never had a...
It all started on a beautiful fall day after going to a craft show out in the country. After spending hours looking over craft items which were mostly Christmas themed, we left to go back home. We took a longer, more scenic route through several small country towns. After leaving one town, we saw a sign advertising an estate sale. Following the signage even...
Once again we return to hear about Gary Roldern, the retired, divorced and rather under endowed ex policeman who happens to like gardening. Indeed not only does he like to garden but has a garden and in that garden is a shed. A shed, as recounted in the eponymous 'The Garden Shed,' where he was wont to daydream about women and the naughty things one could,...
I stood at the windows in the family room looking at the snow falling. Slowly, it erased the tracks of the kids as they had played themselves out that day. Only the lights from the Christmas tree and the full moon reflecting in the yard lit the room. I took another sip of the last of my 16 year old, port wood finished Balvanie. I sighed in remembrance of...
No characters in the story below are under the age of 18. This is my first story so please bear with any punctuation mistakes and what not i may have made. I hope you all enjoy it. ***** "That's enough!" the king screamed. His fist slamming into the arm of his throne so loud you'd swear the whole kingdom could hear. In most kingdoms, it was considered a...
I work at Mistress Andrea's house in south Florida three days a month. I first met her when I answered a classified ad in the local weekly paper. I was looking for a woman that would enjoy restraining and teasing me, and Mistress Andrea's ad seemed the most appealing. I called her, and she asked me all sorts of questions about me and my interests. I must hav...
She woke with a start. Disoriented, her brain clumsily exited the dream she was enjoying. One eye glanced at the clock on the bedside table, her brain dimly registering that the alarm was set to go off in a few minutes. She sat up on her elbow trying to recover the scene that was playing out in her brain. It was erotic, some kind of lovemaking. Warmth. Ple...
Chapter 6 - the return of young Zara Gary Roldern settled down in the warm afternoon sunshine with his straw hat over his eyes. A postprandial nap seemed to be just the thing. Gary was retired and able to take a more relaxed approach to life and able to potter around in his garden as he liked. And how he liked to potter was naked. Not a practising naturist...